
That would be the sprawl of Nature, awakening from its slumber to body slam us with its unruly, unchecked, unregulated beauty.
As this scene on Dumont Place in Morristown demonstrates, spring does its thing, and to my mind is even more marvelous where it is most incongruous.
The traffic signs and parking meters will remain, but these other signs of spring will vanish. So let’s enjoy them now before summer enfolds us in its lush, lolling bosom.